I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

For a moment, the emotions of the casual cultivators queuing around were like a lit powder keg. They all cast dissatisfied glances at Xu Chong, their faces filled with indignation and jealousy.

In the crowd, several impatient monks could no longer hold back and began to speak rudely, their words full of insults and ridicule, as if they wanted to turn all their dissatisfaction and jealousy into sharp swords and stab Xu Chong, who seemed ordinary but aroused everyone's jealousy.

He Ronger stood aside, his eyes sharp as torches, observing everything coldly.

She clenched her hands into fists, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and her heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.

How she wanted to rush forward and make those arrogant faces pay with her fists, but she knew very well that in such an environment, she could not change anything by her own strength, but might even make things worse.

More importantly, she and Xu Chong have a more urgent task - they must find a way to infiltrate the Wanjing Sect.

So, He Ronger suppressed the anger in her heart, and instead took a calm and resolute attitude. She raised her hand, and a faint spiritual power surged out from her palm, quickly weaving into an exquisite soundproof barrier around Xu Chong.

When the barrier was formed, the noise and ridicule from the outside world seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, leaving only a quiet space for Xu Chong.

In this isolated world, Xu Chong was completely unaware of the turmoil in the outside world.

He was immersed in cultivation, trying over and over again the unique method taught to him by He Ronger to temper his mental strength.

Thanks to his extraordinary talent and unique physique, Xu Chong's progress was astonishingly fast.

Before long, he was able to clearly sense every subtle flow and change of his mental power, as if an invisible force, driven by his thoughts, slowly gathered into a river, gradually becoming powerful and controllable.

When Xu Chong suddenly opened his eyes, there was an indescribable dark light flashing in his eyes. It was a sign of the awakening of his spiritual power and also a leap in his confidence and strength.

At this moment, the surprise in his eyes was self-evident.

"I did it!" Xu Chong's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

He suddenly grabbed He Ronger's arm with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to convey this joy directly to her through physical contact.

There was a childlike innocence in his eyes and a bright smile on his face, as if he had just conquered the highest peak of the world.

This sudden success made him forget everything around him, leaving only the pure happiness and sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Seeing this, He Ronger's mouth corners couldn't help but rise, and her eyes flashed with tenderness and relief.

She patted the back of Xu Chong's hand gently and said with a smile: "I told you that you can do it. Your hard work and talent will make you shine sooner or later."

However, this joy could not completely conceal the complex emotions of the people around him.

Some people couldn't help but feel jealous when they saw the two of them being so close and supportive of each other, and they could hardly hide their envy.

They may have had similar dreams and pursuits, but under the hardships of reality, the initial enthusiasm and innocence have long been worn away and little remains.

Another group of people are skeptical about Xu Chong's achievements.

They sneered, with a hint of disdain and mockery in their words: "Oh, it's only been a short while, and he thinks he has mastered some extraordinary skills. He really doesn't know what he's talking about."

These words were like sharp arrows, trying to penetrate the fortress of self-confidence that Xu Chong had just built.

"That's right. People like us have been cultivating our spiritual power since childhood, with the goal of entering the Wanjing Sect. How dare we speak such big words like him?" Someone echoed, revealing contempt and disdain for Xu Chong in his words.

In their view, Xu Chong's success seemed to come too easily and too quickly, making it difficult for them to accept it.

"This kid is still too young and doesn't know his place." Someone else shook his head and sighed, as if he had foreseen Xu Chong's future failures and setbacks.

In their eyes, Xu Chong's achievements were just a flash in the pan and could not be compared with the strength they had accumulated through years of hard training.

However, Xu Chong and He Ronger seemed to turn a deaf ear to all the discussions and ridicule.

Seeing that the two were unaffected, the people around them could only snort coldly and stop talking, but there was still some dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Soon it was Xu Chong's turn. He walked slowly towards the examination table amid the expectant or disdainful gazes of the crowd.

On the examination platform, an elder of the Wan Jing Sect, wearing a green shirt and with a dignified face, sat there. He gently stroked his silver and white beard on his chin, with a look of scrutiny and indifference in his eyes.

Wan Jing Sect is recruiting new disciples, and today is the second day.

Yesterday, he didn't have a single disciple that satisfied him, and he was so anxious that he came here in person to act as the interviewer.

But after observing for a whole morning, no one was able to move the cup even a little bit, which made him lose hope.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Xu Chong. He raised his hand slightly and casually pointed at the glass of water on the table that looked ordinary but contained a test.

"You, try it." The elder's voice was low and powerful, and his words revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Although his tone was light, it seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making everyone present feel an invisible pressure.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chong paused, then took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

He lowered his head, his eyes focused on the clear and transparent glass of water, and a barely perceptible firmness and determination flashed in his eyes.

The discussions and laughter around him seemed to have left him at this moment, and the only things left in his world were the glass of water and himself.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you," the elder's voice sounded again, with some earnestness, "This test may seem simple, but it actually tests your control and use of your mental power. If you can't do it, don't force yourself, lest you hurt your foundation. Once your mental power is damaged, it will be extremely difficult to recover."

Xu Chong nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

He did not act immediately, but closed his eyes, as if he was thinking deeply and preparing.

At this moment, the entire assessment site seemed to be still, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Chong, waiting for his next move.

However, Xu Chong did not move for a long time. He just stood there quietly with his eyes closed.

Such a scene made the eliminated people standing aside and the disciples still waiting in line at the back couldn't help but smile with ridicule and disdain.

"Haha, I knew this kid was no good. It turns out that he was just pretending when he looked so confident just now."

"That's right. How can spiritual power training be that easy? He is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and it looks like he has just started practicing spiritual power. How can he succeed?"

The laughter came one after another, but it did not affect Xu Chong's concentration at all.

Finally, amid the doubts of the crowd, Xu Chong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination and confidence.

I saw that he was staring at the water cup on the table with his brows slightly furrowed.

Xu Chong raised his hand nonchalantly, and the glass of water actually rose slowly according to his will, floating steadily in the air without the slightest shaking.

At this moment, you could hear a pin drop.